Sunday, September 2, 2012

Freedom and a Big Dog named Sampson

Dear Diary,  I spent the week in jail. Met a big dude named Sampson.   When the folks came to pick me up, I over-reacted just a bit. I was happy for my freedom.  That and sleeping in a real bed again.  It's what life's all about.  I'll never be bad again.  Hey wait.  Was I bad?  Gracie.

Fall Camp stuff

It's that time of year where we put away the sun block and break open the stash of pumpkin spice candles.   Fall is extra special...